<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:24:06.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FAMILY FUTURE</title><subtitle type='html'>The ongoing adventures of Delayne, Randy, Katie, Kiyomi, Grant, Molly, Ben, Cassidy,Chris, Lizzy and Hannah</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6294982827046758785</id><published>2011-05-29T19:00:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:21:16.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland Graduation</title><content type='html'>Our weekend spent in Forest Grove and with Randy and Katie for graduation was really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0lH6uidfB4/TeLwjhlFXiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Sd0FN7TDXuQ/s1600/HPIM1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0lH6uidfB4/TeLwjhlFXiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Sd0FN7TDXuQ/s320/HPIM1892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612312578757058082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--a4Z7lxQCkY/TeLwdg-NsUI/AAAAAAAAAko/FToRusXvNuM/s1600/HPIM1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--a4Z7lxQCkY/TeLwdg-NsUI/AAAAAAAAAko/FToRusXvNuM/s320/HPIM1896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612312475514810690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IB4HaTguUo/TeLtpsWpWdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OQxXyUSkrc8/s1600/HPIM1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IB4HaTguUo/TeLtpsWpWdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OQxXyUSkrc8/s320/HPIM1883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612309386193623506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very long night drive, we rested up at Randy's apartment and then ventured out to the Seaside beach with Leo the puppy (latest addition to the family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QquUVJys0JA/TeLuMmdRn9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/gXydvCSN3QA/s1600/HPIM1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QquUVJys0JA/TeLuMmdRn9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/gXydvCSN3QA/s320/HPIM1886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612309985906237394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also ventured down to Haystack Rock where we had fun playing around and getting wet in the tide pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzwwZZDy_cA/TeMLbdJTP6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/hUB4D-st27Q/s1600/HPIM1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzwwZZDy_cA/TeMLbdJTP6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/hUB4D-st27Q/s320/HPIM1884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612342126941781922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the graduation ceremony.  The weather was threatening rain, but ended up being bright and sunny during the outside proceedings. A very enjoyable day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsLEeKFGSyE/TeLxpmzp49I/AAAAAAAAAk4/MSwFIKzsM7M/s1600/HPIM1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsLEeKFGSyE/TeLxpmzp49I/AAAAAAAAAk4/MSwFIKzsM7M/s320/HPIM1904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612313782751192018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqv37-ZEUZw/TeLywg3UOjI/AAAAAAAAAlA/27JfoAun10o/s1600/HPIM1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqv37-ZEUZw/TeLywg3UOjI/AAAAAAAAAlA/27JfoAun10o/s200/HPIM1903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612315000926648882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxNV_5jmvyY/TeL2NQGfevI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wd0kmq8QJ3o/s1600/HPIM1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxNV_5jmvyY/TeL2NQGfevI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wd0kmq8QJ3o/s320/HPIM1942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612318793177987826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very proud of Randy and his accomplishment.  Can't wait to see where he will go next.&lt;br /&gt;Randy is fortunate to have the support of his family but even more blessed to have the support of Katie's awesome family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWaK6e1CiwA/TeL3Qhnw2MI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/goOLWMQq-oE/s1600/HPIM1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWaK6e1CiwA/TeL3Qhnw2MI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/goOLWMQq-oE/s320/HPIM1941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612319948932176066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fun did not end with the graduation.  We went on into Portland for the evening and enjoyed shopping at the Saturday market and visited the famous Powell's Bookstore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKN595XcwqE/TeMLsj4ZWsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eZ5fYhL8QGw/s1600/hannahs%2Bpictures%2B081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKN595XcwqE/TeMLsj4ZWsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eZ5fYhL8QGw/s320/hannahs%2Bpictures%2B081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612342420807703234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Randy took us to one of his favorite restaurants "Fire On The Mountain" for hot spicy wings.  We had tons of fun watching Chris and Randy cry there way through the real hot ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing about the trip was that it didn't last long enough and that Chris got sick with Strep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcbdFxQjack/TeMLzRrBQnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/qXs4yfA8rWg/s1600/HPIM1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcbdFxQjack/TeMLzRrBQnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/qXs4yfA8rWg/s320/HPIM1943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612342536178844274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcbdFxQjack/TeMLzRrBQnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/qXs4yfA8rWg/s1600/HPIM1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6294982827046758785?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6294982827046758785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6294982827046758785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6294982827046758785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6294982827046758785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/portland-graduation.html' title='Portland Graduation'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0lH6uidfB4/TeLwjhlFXiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Sd0FN7TDXuQ/s72-c/HPIM1892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6420479640300682686</id><published>2011-05-24T20:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T20:39:54.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family past</title><content type='html'>Mom, this blog is more &lt;br /&gt;like the family past, because&lt;br /&gt;this hasnt been written&lt;br /&gt;on sence who knows when...&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, making a new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6420479640300682686?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6420479640300682686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6420479640300682686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6420479640300682686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6420479640300682686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-past.html' title='Family past'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982840425765527776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qSNj1-lI1XI/Tx4BFA_8I3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/akSqgE0E4AU/s220/hannaha%2Bcamera%2Bpics%2B207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-7357070382842182923</id><published>2011-01-09T23:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:09:24.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger in the Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSqmqj1on3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/QNYsKX5yiZI/s1600/Stressed%2Bclipart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560439940047216498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSqmqj1on3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/QNYsKX5yiZI/s200/Stressed%2Bclipart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I hate to say it but I became painfully aware of something this week. I was quite shocked to realize it, I was, in fact heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke the other morning and started my morning routine. To my surprise when looked in the mirror, I didn't recognize the stranger staring back at me. I'm sure I was not seeing clearly, so I grabbed my glasses and looked again. Some stranger proceeded to taunt me. I stared into her weary eyes and glared at her wrinkled face. I even poked at her sagging cheeks and gave her a drawn out frown. Who was this old woman mocking me? Surely it was not my reflection that I was seeing; I did not look that old! Definitely age had not caught up with me just overnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank as I realized I have never clearly seen my physical self. My mind’s eye always saw me as relatively younger than my age. I hoped age would not catch me and so I have view myself as I use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the mirror that morning, putting on a smile and deciding that my mind’s eye was what I preferred to see. I left that old stranger to taunt someone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-7357070382842182923?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7357070382842182923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=7357070382842182923' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7357070382842182923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7357070382842182923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/01/stranger-in-mirror.html' title='Stranger in the Mirror'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSqmqj1on3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/QNYsKX5yiZI/s72-c/Stressed%2Bclipart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6315828126378016698</id><published>2011-01-02T20:36:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:59:06.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas At Our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFHQMwIGZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/pPq39pBedxo/s1600/HPIM1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557801758778464658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFHQMwIGZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/pPq39pBedxo/s400/HPIM1858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The holiday season at our house was very wonderful this year. We scaled down the gift giving and tried to do more activities together. Because the younger three were with their father the first part of the holiday, most of our activities took place after Christmas. We enjoyed an early morning brunch after Katie and Randy got in town.  We spent a day shopping the after Christmas sales.  We went ice skating one afternoon and went out to dinner at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Goodwood&lt;/span&gt; BBQ the following evening.  Chris went snowboarding with Katie, Randy and some of the other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wilsons&lt;/span&gt;, while Lizzie went snowboarding with a couple friends. All in all I have to say, we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFHFE-TfqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/TxTvoNJD60o/s1600/HPIM1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557801567711887010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFHFE-TfqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/TxTvoNJD60o/s320/HPIM1861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFG8GLbPPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mLtvIp578Z0/s1600/HPIM1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557801413416533234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFG8GLbPPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mLtvIp578Z0/s320/HPIM1862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFFR4HEtdI/AAAAAAAAAjc/X8MlmsFoumE/s1600/HPIM1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557799588574049746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFFR4HEtdI/AAAAAAAAAjc/X8MlmsFoumE/s320/HPIM1867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFFGCq6klI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JxLO7hhLlro/s1600/HPIM1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557799385250304594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFFGCq6klI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JxLO7hhLlro/s320/HPIM1869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFE8S-JlgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/8tN39qy7FYI/s1600/HPIM1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557799217827255810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFE8S-JlgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/8tN39qy7FYI/s320/HPIM1870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFEuvEzsMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mWNgp1xy9SE/s1600/HPIM1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557798984853205186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFEuvEzsMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mWNgp1xy9SE/s320/HPIM1875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6315828126378016698?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6315828126378016698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6315828126378016698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6315828126378016698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6315828126378016698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-at-our-house.html' title='Christmas At Our House'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TSFHQMwIGZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/pPq39pBedxo/s72-c/HPIM1858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-4837228772735022066</id><published>2010-10-17T15:13:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:56:51.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Date, First Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2roWNXOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3Ngb1J8jRfc/s1600/48821_669928670_5149_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chris got asked to his first dance, Sadie Hawkin's, which also happened to be his first date! All of us girls at home were extremely excited for this big event and forced Chris to open the canister of goldfish in front of us so we could see who it was. We screamed and yelled with lots of joy, while Chris rolled his eyes at all the drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2c_xS51I/AAAAAAAAAiw/Iv_va0Ea0-s/s1600/62272_434874859374_514494374_4751130_1929433_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529138404539094450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtyFZSF1bI/AAAAAAAAAig/LaJWnwTy3Zs/s320/HPIM1623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Well we all know that the most important part is of this high school ritual is how you respond. It has to be a very cute and clever way. After many suggestions and lots of input from his sisters, Chris decided to buy a real goldfish, place it in a fish bowl and respond with a poster that stated "You got me hook, line and sinker!" The poster included a bobber with a cute drawing of a fish and fishing pole. A couple of days later the answer was delivered to her front door.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In all the excitement and ritual of giving the answer, mom totally forgot to ask, "When is the dance?" "What!! We are gone that weekend." "You mean you would pick a girl over your mother's trip back to her home town!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2XJ9BeoI/AAAAAAAAAio/Boif-VodQw0/s1600/62272_434874859374_514494374_4751130_1929433_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529143107708353154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2XJ9BeoI/AAAAAAAAAio/Boif-VodQw0/s320/62272_434874859374_514494374_4751130_1929433_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looks like they had a great day date at the lake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2roWNXOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3Ngb1J8jRfc/s1600/48821_669928670_5149_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529143459464436962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLt2roWNXOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3Ngb1J8jRfc/s320/48821_669928670_5149_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hopefully, mom will get to see all the pictures of the dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can't believe I missed this important event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-4837228772735022066?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4837228772735022066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=4837228772735022066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4837228772735022066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4837228772735022066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-date-first-dance.html' title='First Date, First Dance'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtyFZSF1bI/AAAAAAAAAig/LaJWnwTy3Zs/s72-c/HPIM1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-7077858404569142786</id><published>2010-10-01T00:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:18:39.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories....</title><content type='html'>I went for a walk back in time, and although everything had added a few years to itself, my mind wandered the streets of my childhood and saw things as they use to be. Memories of former years rushed through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove up to my Healdsburg home that housed me most of my childhood years, I could almost see my brothers and sisters running through the front yard pulling the seeds from the birch tree and throwing them at each other. I felt the warm California sun on my arms and immediately images of young children laying in Sunday slips hidden in the courtyard flooded into view. I could almost smell the sap of the tall pine tree by the driveway where we hid under its branches in play and I had visions of us roller skating down the sidewalks in our pretend roller rink. I thought I heard mother calling us home as she stood in her long "moo-moo" at the sliding glass doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past came back, the small town streets I could hardly remember became so familiar and I drove them as if I had never left. I took Kiyomi, Elizabeth and Hannah on a tour of my long ago neighborhood. We drove to my elementary school, the junior high and the high school; those places that I learned some of life's toughest lessons about friendships, standards and morals. It is a shame that I could not tell every experience that so freely filled my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prehaps most treasured to me was the hour we spent in my church. My church because we built it, section by section. My church because I cleaned it weekly with my father who was the custodian. My church because so much of my time was spent in those walls attending seminary, mutaul and being present while mother served as primary president, and catering queen. Sunday morning when the girls and I arrived at this building so dear to me, the image of the Pearl children, my sisters and I running through the open field of California poppies and mountain lupines replaced the parking lot I drove on. I reverently walked to the building and opened the glass doors to the foyer, I hoped that maybe after 25 years someone I recognized would be at church that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart leaped as I saw Sister Pearl and Bishop Pearl. Their frail bodys were not like I remembered this dynamit couple. While Sister Pearl served in many callings I remember her most as the ward chorister, my young women leader and camp director.  What love filled my heart for all the things she taught me. The Mortenson family, sat in the chapel benches too.  What great memories of them and there children I have, working on catering projects. sleep overs and ward events. And there was Sister Tarter, the seminary teacher and Paul LeBrett. I had a lot to be grateful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-7077858404569142786?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7077858404569142786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=7077858404569142786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7077858404569142786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7077858404569142786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/memories.html' title='Memories....'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8458852817396176986</id><published>2010-10-01T00:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:12:35.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;They all grow up so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look the other way for a second and before you know it they are out of the house. It's hard to believe that the days of childhood innocence are gone and adulthood is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtkh8D9c3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/oVBmlh_EHc0/s1600/HPIM1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529123501748614002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtkh8D9c3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/oVBmlh_EHc0/s320/HPIM1618.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher 16, Junior at PG High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtkTlW_F_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/bxDcDNWk7aQ/s1600/HPIM1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529123255136229362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtkTlW_F_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/bxDcDNWk7aQ/s320/HPIM1620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth 14, 9th grade PG Jr High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TKlYx_2gOEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/SMdKA-Xh7uQ/s1600/HPIM1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524044033923496002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TKlYx_2gOEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/SMdKA-Xh7uQ/s320/HPIM1622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah 11, 6th grade Manilla Elem &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8458852817396176986?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8458852817396176986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8458852817396176986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8458852817396176986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8458852817396176986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TLtkh8D9c3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/oVBmlh_EHc0/s72-c/HPIM1618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5978164375016722374</id><published>2010-08-22T18:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:56:45.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Is Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/THHJvEBbjxI/AAAAAAAAAho/MBiifRtEnbA/s1600/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508405629621604114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/THHJvEBbjxI/AAAAAAAAAho/MBiifRtEnbA/s320/sunshine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a seven hour school shopping marathon yesterday, I painfully realized that summer is over in just a day or two. Why did it go so fast? It seems like last month I was questioning whether or not I was going to survive. Now I can't believe it is over. Can we invent the DVR for life so I can rewind or at least pause and remember the good things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Good Things from Summer 2010&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great camping trip at Gooseberry Lake up Fairview canyon with our neighborhood friends the Crimans, Daniels, Farrers, Wrights, Hursts and we even saw the Freemans who were camping there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom finally got the garden in in June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randy and Chris spent time again together in Oregon after which Chris went to EFY for his second year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent time in California with all the cousins for the fourth of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lizzy attended her first EFY at Rexburg, ID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris finished his Eagle Project, which means Chris got his driver's license.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris when to lake Yuba with the teachers and had a great time kneeboarding and tubing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lizzy had an awesome time at girls camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom made her first apple pie in a dutch oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Farrers and the Wrights gave us there torn out sod to lay under the willow tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think all the kids grew 6 inches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5978164375016722374?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5978164375016722374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5978164375016722374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5978164375016722374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5978164375016722374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-is-gone.html' title='Summer Is Gone'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/THHJvEBbjxI/AAAAAAAAAho/MBiifRtEnbA/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6190197501996450109</id><published>2010-07-09T21:04:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:33:41.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDflq5nUsII/AAAAAAAAAgo/IgCy4ig-9lQ/s1600/Cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What could be a better 4th of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HANGING AT THE BEACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkl2QG8VI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jIERTcWOWkk/s1600/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492109609470980434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkl2QG8VI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jIERTcWOWkk/s400/beach1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492109302542814402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkT-2uzMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RoWO-9--rF0/s400/beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;SWIMMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492114172472754946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfovcwggwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/w2EOkynoQC0/s400/swimming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUNBURNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkY-CRLNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gAX5foWvxuc/s1600/sunburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492109388222115026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkY-CRLNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gAX5foWvxuc/s400/sunburn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ROLLER COASTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492111783364175778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfmkYoop6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/j6nATLa_3mY/s400/rollercoasterss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDflq5nUsII/AAAAAAAAAgo/IgCy4ig-9lQ/s1600/Cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492110795784630402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDflq5nUsII/AAAAAAAAAgo/IgCy4ig-9lQ/s400/Cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;COUSINS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6190197501996450109?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6190197501996450109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6190197501996450109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6190197501996450109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6190197501996450109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfkl2QG8VI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jIERTcWOWkk/s72-c/beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-4784204799644700706</id><published>2010-06-21T00:29:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:47:07.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDftGIdVT0I/AAAAAAAAAhI/4q9tw3VVj8w/s1600/Washington+dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492118960207122242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDftGIdVT0I/AAAAAAAAAhI/4q9tw3VVj8w/s400/Washington+dc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time for an update. I haven't been into blogging the past few months,time just slipped by. Anyways, we have been busy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TCDVVkIAi3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/wJEUaVD_rDY/s1600/Washington+dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a week long vacation with Washington DC and Lexington VA. It was so nice to get away. This is a trip we had planned and prepared for for a long time! It was just great to be together with family and relax. But most importantly, it was great to see Kiyomi graduate from Washington and Lee Law School. I was so proud to see her cross the stage in her gowns. We enjoyed all the sites in DC, well not all the sites but the ones that were important on our list. Unfortunately, the last two days of the vacation, I came down with a high fever in the evenings and was totally exhausted. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TB8Uw6qyaCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UlLZV10_NOY/s1600/Kiyomi+grad+family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485125701775550498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TB8Uw6qyaCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UlLZV10_NOY/s320/Kiyomi+grad+family+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TB8VJgPI-UI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jOGwaWWU19c/s1600/Kiyomi+grad+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485126124176996674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TB8VJgPI-UI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jOGwaWWU19c/s320/Kiyomi+grad+2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the fevers would pass if I just came home and rested awhile. After two days of sleep and no improvement I went to the doctor and found out I was down with phenomena. I didn't have time for phenomena! Ben was turning 21 and getting married in a week and Chris was turning 16 just after that. Not to mention school was ending and we had recitals and camp coming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TCDU356JKpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/u-oKwW4G3X4/s1600/Bens+b+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485618403039849106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TCDU356JKpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/u-oKwW4G3X4/s320/Bens+b+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to sisters in the ward and my own sisters, we wrapped up a beautiful wedding. Dalynda did the flowers and helped me with the food, Denell decorated an amazing cake and Deone, Daneen and Donna were in the rears setting up, cleaning up, and putting up with me. The rehearsal dinner was a lot of fun at "Fat Cats". We had a great time bowling and enjoying the evening. And the wedding the next evening was just wonderful. Ben and Cassidy, best wishes to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we had Hannah's annual dance festival at Manilla and then Chris and Elizabeth had their first ballroom recital. They are both just beginning but loving the sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris turned the big "16" on May 31st. We had a family dinner on Sunday to celebrate but the big celebration was a surprise party with Tennison and Tanner who both turn sixteen this year too. It was a surprise all up until the last moment when Chris showed up earlier than anticipated. I was bringing the ice cream over to the Lowery's home when he showed up. I just had him grab a cooler and come right in. I think he was a little surprised when he figured out that he was coming to his own birthday party and a little awkward that he showed before his guest and the other birthday boys. So I sent him away and told him I would call him when Tennison and Tanner came and he would have to look surprised. It was a fun party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfroV7O0rI/AAAAAAAAAhA/B6OA9ffWFY8/s1600/chris+b+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492117348914483890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDfroV7O0rI/AAAAAAAAAhA/B6OA9ffWFY8/s400/chris+b+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth's birthday was celebrated with a sleep over at the Miner's Club in Park City. We had a blast swimming, soaking in the hot tub and eating tons of food. Once again it was just fun to hang out with the family. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TCDVrNS7nfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9XNK8YSdMTU/s1600/Lizzy+b+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 87px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485619284417420786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TCDVrNS7nfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9XNK8YSdMTU/s400/Lizzy+b+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we missed out on Kiyomi's birthday as she is still in Lexington. However we heard she a had a cake bake off and ended up with several amazing cakes and lots of leftover cake for the weeks to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if Kiyomi and Lizzy had their birthdays, that means its June and I had a birthday too. Yeah, this was the big 50 birthday for mom. I just knew I would not be able to get out of bed at the age of fifty but the morning of June 14 came and I made it up with no problem. It didn't seem so bad after all. We celebrated by going to the concert in the park after work and Molly making me dinner. A few days later Denell, Challin, and Jillyn took me out to dinner at "The Olive Garden". Denell was pretty insistent that I do something spectacular for my 50th, so she took me up to "I Fly" and I went indoor skydiving. WOW! How fun! How scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah took of to Clear Creek camp just after school let out. She was excited to be going to camp by herself and terrified at the same time. It was a great experience for her and she came home with lots of stories to tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has started I guess, the weather isn't quite up to summer, we're having a great deal of rain, but we're enjoying it. Our garden could use a little more sun though, it seems to be growing at a very slow rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-4784204799644700706?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4784204799644700706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=4784204799644700706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4784204799644700706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4784204799644700706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/TDftGIdVT0I/AAAAAAAAAhI/4q9tw3VVj8w/s72-c/Washington+dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8779804141187337463</id><published>2010-03-14T22:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:49:41.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not enough</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days where you had a large list of good tasks to accomplish and never got to them? One of which would be getting caught up on your blog that has been untouched for 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is what I am facing as I try to close out what was suppose to be a wonderful day of accomplishments.  I set aside the list of brilliant ideas to get done today with the intent to pick it up just as soon as....well things got in the way.  So I find myself frustrated in the last moments of the day doing the important things like having family devotion,and reading to an eleven year old that just needs time with mom, and consoling a thirteen year old that had a horrible weekend and feels like the week ahead is going to be even worse, and finding a bedtime snack for hungry children and picking up the living room and not doing the good things that I really wanted to do. Well there just is not enough time to do everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8779804141187337463?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8779804141187337463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8779804141187337463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8779804141187337463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8779804141187337463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-not-enough.html' title='Just not enough'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-7849345536153925002</id><published>2010-01-03T22:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:17:44.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa's Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F532nvzdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7v9RTd-VWjE/s1600-h/HPIM1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F532nvzdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7v9RTd-VWjE/s320/HPIM1498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422749426792779218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5wekqbBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/AfhOartxaoM/s1600-h/HPIM1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5wekqbBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/AfhOartxaoM/s320/HPIM1497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422749300078308370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5q41g9JI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wyKYiGBejNE/s1600-h/HPIM1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5q41g9JI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wyKYiGBejNE/s320/HPIM1496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422749204049097874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5jYyxHEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oOwl7rDXZrg/s1600-h/HPIM1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F5jYyxHEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oOwl7rDXZrg/s320/HPIM1495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422749075188554818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-7849345536153925002?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7849345536153925002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=7849345536153925002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7849345536153925002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7849345536153925002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/santas-helper.html' title='Santa&apos;s Helper'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0F532nvzdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7v9RTd-VWjE/s72-c/HPIM1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-1950677116124104481</id><published>2010-01-03T15:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:47:32.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila Choir Christmas Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EdPliwAmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0R69Y-lTDV4/s1600-h/HPIM1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EdPliwAmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0R69Y-lTDV4/s320/HPIM1462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422647579943895650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EdKjN1JzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I4TZb9-eJzk/s1600-h/HPIM1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EdKjN1JzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I4TZb9-eJzk/s320/HPIM1459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422647493419935538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah and her friends sang again this year in the Manila Choir. She loves to be with her friend. This year she mustard up the courage to try out for one of the solo parts in "A Song of Peace". This really was a big deal and triumph for her shyness. I am proud she auditioned. Her best friend Janna won the spot and did a outstanding performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-1950677116124104481?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1950677116124104481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=1950677116124104481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/1950677116124104481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/1950677116124104481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/manila-choir-christmas-concert.html' title='Manila Choir Christmas Concert'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EdPliwAmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0R69Y-lTDV4/s72-c/HPIM1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8887724827448319961</id><published>2010-01-03T15:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:40:48.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcyAUGPjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3QbXd4CFj8Q/s1600-h/HPIM1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcyAUGPjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3QbXd4CFj8Q/s320/HPIM1493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422647071734119986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcfPstgvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/BMXbZjqORas/s1600-h/HPIM1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcfPstgvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/BMXbZjqORas/s320/HPIM1472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422646749446374130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcMLPG4fI/AAAAAAAAAdo/VTXoPsP7PTg/s1600-h/2009+Winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcMLPG4fI/AAAAAAAAAdo/VTXoPsP7PTg/s320/2009+Winter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422646421830951410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0Eb6ifX4eI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PcsKenwIR2o/s1600-h/2009+Winter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0Eb6ifX4eI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PcsKenwIR2o/s320/2009+Winter1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422646118835544546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8887724827448319961?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8887724827448319961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8887724827448319961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8887724827448319961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8887724827448319961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/hannahs-birthday-party.html' title='Hannah&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EcyAUGPjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3QbXd4CFj8Q/s72-c/HPIM1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-1015978121367334718</id><published>2010-01-03T15:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:31:36.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EaH8tNpcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wvhfHuBAvM4/s1600-h/HPIM1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EaH8tNpcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wvhfHuBAvM4/s400/HPIM1428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422644150187959746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the Christmas Tree Festival this year. After missing a few year in a row, it was really fun to enjoy this tradition again. Daniel's family joined us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-1015978121367334718?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1015978121367334718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=1015978121367334718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/1015978121367334718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/1015978121367334718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-tree-festival.html' title='Christmas Tree Festival'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/S0EaH8tNpcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wvhfHuBAvM4/s72-c/HPIM1428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5158257698226834249</id><published>2009-11-01T22:04:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:06:58.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-vVCQt6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pZBvKYNS77I/s1600-h/HPIM1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399533092317738914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-vVCQt6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pZBvKYNS77I/s320/HPIM1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween was really fun this year. We started with carving pumkins, then moved on to making pizza before dressing and going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-nxtgosI/AAAAAAAAAck/F9VsjbYdJKc/s1600-h/HPIM1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532962576376514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-nxtgosI/AAAAAAAAAck/F9VsjbYdJKc/s320/HPIM1338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-jB7FPEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CzIABp2ryRE/s1600-h/HPIM1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532881028922434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-jB7FPEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CzIABp2ryRE/s320/HPIM1340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532632481989458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-UkA4A1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/iZNmQIdT--8/s320/HPIM1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah had great fun with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7_Wdv2P7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/x6KLAz_S0Ak/s1600-h/HPIM1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399533764671324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7_Wdv2P7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/x6KLAz_S0Ak/s320/HPIM1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah dressed as the Great Pumkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532749968879170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-bZr7rkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/YK8hacQJscE/s320/HPIM1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kendrey, Brooklyn, Hannah, Emily and Janna all went tick-or treating throughout the neighborhood and gathered enough candy to last til Christmas. At eight o'clock Delanie joined us and I drove the girls over to house that gives away the giant candy bars!  The night ended at Janna's home trading candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-PDFiHdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fgmip5Lgmac/s1600-h/HPIM1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532537743810002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-PDFiHdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fgmip5Lgmac/s320/HPIM1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lizzy dressed as a doll and really enjoyed her friends too. She took off and did whatever Jr. High girls do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We think Chris had great fun but we never saw him. Once again he hung out with the youth at the bishop's home watching scary movies and drinking hot chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5158257698226834249?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5158257698226834249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5158257698226834249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5158257698226834249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5158257698226834249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='HALLOWEEN 2009'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su7-vVCQt6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pZBvKYNS77I/s72-c/HPIM1352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2695843089639469701</id><published>2009-11-01T22:01:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:35:21.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Incredible Sisters</title><content type='html'>I have seven incredible sisters that are amoung my greatest treasures in life. Yet so often as I hurry through my busy life, I  forget how amazing they are. I think wonderful things about these ordinary girls who grew up together.  We had nothing more than the mundane life of pulling endless rows of weeds and boring household jobs after school, mixed with baby diapers and tending one other. We went to school and church with each other, grew up and left for college and lives of our own and somehow turned out to have implausible talents and impeccable character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su5n5hjy0ZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/pwt8yr6jsg8/s1600-h/sisters+1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399367241222508946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su5n5hjy0ZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/pwt8yr6jsg8/s320/sisters+1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I comprehended as a innocent young child how lining up for the sister's photo would have such deep meaning for me in my later years.  I look at our sweet faces below and realized that we were meant to be next to each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SvdcdOLfO0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/TznCBgBp4Ck/s1600-h/Fimage0000013Aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401887935146441538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SvdcdOLfO0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/TznCBgBp4Ck/s320/Fimage0000013Aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SvdcSPp2PqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Oht8sp1W8UA/s1600-h/Fimage0000016Aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401887746563653282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SvdcSPp2PqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Oht8sp1W8UA/s320/Fimage0000016Aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Incredible Sisters'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Su5n5hjy0ZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/pwt8yr6jsg8/s72-c/sisters+1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3555441518818491003</id><published>2009-10-04T21:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:54:38.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Thoughts and Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your wayward children and the tentacles of God's love will eventually reach out and touch them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewing the lessons of the past help us face the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtuous trait should not be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience and perseverance are part of our progression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do for someone today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Book of Mormon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are the words of Christ and they teach men to do good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are stewards, we are accountable--be diligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spiritual Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be casual about the seemingly simple things of the gospel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Repentance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easiness and willingness to hear the word of God comes from repentance and keeping the commandments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3555441518818491003?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3555441518818491003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3555441518818491003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3555441518818491003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3555441518818491003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/10/conference-thoughts-and-notes.html' title='Conference Thoughts and Notes'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-174874133155235094</id><published>2009-08-30T11:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:55:46.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School has started here at our home. The girls are excited to be back with all their friends, however, Chris is not too excited about tackling Algebra II and Physics this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq5sCxCCYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RudQWnQ--sc/s1600-h/Copy+of+HPIM0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375813271528016258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq5sCxCCYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RudQWnQ--sc/s400/Copy+of+HPIM0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christopher - High School -10th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq7KEP-4wI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Ozi9BNijVwU/s1600-h/Copy+of+HPIM0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375814886833971970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq7KEP-4wI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Ozi9BNijVwU/s400/Copy+of+HPIM0981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth - Jr. High - 8th grade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375815961606686834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq8IoFxCHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gZ7bCmM1qHk/s400/Copy+of+HPIM0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hannah - Elementary - 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-174874133155235094?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/174874133155235094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=174874133155235094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/174874133155235094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/174874133155235094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Spq5sCxCCYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RudQWnQ--sc/s72-c/Copy+of+HPIM0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-773652042093310490</id><published>2009-08-09T22:29:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:56:27.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington Lake Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-ldFGsOwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/quTsN3lNIdc/s1600-h/2009+wash+lake+campout2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368191199853951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-ldFGsOwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/quTsN3lNIdc/s400/2009+wash+lake+campout2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Washington Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt; was the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;camp out&lt;/span&gt; of the year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; it does signify that summer is now winding down and it is time to put away the camp gear and start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;preparing&lt;/span&gt; for school. Highlights of this trip for me were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. The Sunday buffet -- this included roasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;turkey&lt;/span&gt;, spiral ham, grilled pork loins, 2 kinds of soup, green been casserole, yummy yummy dutch oven potatoes, a vegetable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;medley&lt;/span&gt; that was to die for, several green salads, corn on the cob, fresh baked dutch oven rolls and the list goes on. Oh I didn't mention the dessert, there was plenty of that too, fried donuts, homemade cherry pie, chocolate goo brownies and a variety of dutch oven cobblers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. The copper pipe fire -- while others have seen this display before from Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Allred's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; handmade copper pipes and rubber hose, I had not. The display was blast of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; colorful fire spiking from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fire pit&lt;/span&gt;. Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. The trip to Provo falls -- can't describe how fun it is to see the kids and youth enjoying themselves in the water. It reminded me of my childhood camping trips playing in the water with cousins and sisters. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; one camping trip on a river where my mother decided to ride the camping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mattress&lt;/span&gt; down the small rapids, it popped halfway down. She got scraped on the rocks but it was rather funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Sunday school -- we don't usually camp on Sundays but it worked out that way this time because all the Fridays and Saturdays for the group sites had already been reserved before we made our reservations in January. Sunday turned out to be a special time for me as I read scriptures with Chris and Lizzy in the tent (Hannah ventured down to church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the Hurst family). Nothing new, we read all the time, but this time Lizzy really participated and even though she was only required to read 3 verses each time the book was passed she read pages at a time. I was touched to hear her read and in my heart was praying that it was blessing her testimony. Lori prepared pioneer bingo for all of us in camp to play complete with prizes and buffalo chips for treats. We also shared a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pioneer&lt;/span&gt; stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-k-PoYggI/AAAAAAAAAa4/59dGzZFeG8M/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368190670103675394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-k-PoYggI/AAAAAAAAAa4/59dGzZFeG8M/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are several pictures of the friends I dearly love. It is wonderful to be surrounded by so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; amazing people. I know I would never venture out on these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;camp outs&lt;/span&gt; by myself, in fact I wouldn't survive with out their matches, tongs, dishwater, grills and all the other things that didn't make it into my camp supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-kWykwhMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4OiMwz3z24s/s1600-h/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368189992288945346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-kWykwhMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4OiMwz3z24s/s400/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris hang out with Kevin, the teens and the younger boys too. My favorite time with him was watching him, Kevin, Jeffery, McKay and Lizzy try to balance on these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;styrofoam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; filled pipes at the other end of the lake. They tried over and over again to cross the pipes only to be flip into the water when they lost their balance. We had some good laughs. It was much harder than it looks so they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-jdcabU-I/AAAAAAAAAao/80X4RE8b4eI/s1600-h/Lizzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368189007087490018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-jdcabU-I/AAAAAAAAAao/80X4RE8b4eI/s400/Lizzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzy didn't have any one her age at camp and found it hard to hang out with the girls that were older than her, but she made do and did a lot of fun things for the younger children and was often found holding the babies. I admire her kindness for the little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-i1MJOdnI/AAAAAAAAAag/m4tHFGv2u1s/s1600-h/2009+wash+lake+campout1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368188315525609074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-i1MJOdnI/AAAAAAAAAag/m4tHFGv2u1s/s400/2009+wash+lake+campout1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah loves to camp and really really enjoyed the non-stop interaction with her best friend. She didn't even sleep in the tent with us but opted to sleep in the back of a suburban with Janna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-773652042093310490?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/773652042093310490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=773652042093310490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/773652042093310490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/773652042093310490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/08/washington-lake-campout.html' title='Washington Lake Campout'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-ldFGsOwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/quTsN3lNIdc/s72-c/2009+wash+lake+campout2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-7750046528146624954</id><published>2009-08-09T21:39:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:04:37.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Froggy Goes Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-W5eOhWiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5WlyAgo-oh4/s1600-h/HPIM0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368175194959600162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-W5eOhWiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5WlyAgo-oh4/s320/HPIM0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His name is "Squishy no-name", a western tree frog that has been living in our home for a year now. Hannah captured Squishy no-name last year during the Washington lake campout and learned just how hard it was to tend to a frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Wui_S29I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/cnWxwuXX0r4/s1600-h/HPIM0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368175007259352018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Wui_S29I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/cnWxwuXX0r4/s320/HPIM0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, August 2, 2009, he is being released back into the wild a little bigger and quite healthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Yj4yyI2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/44ONiem3B8E/s1600-h/HPIM0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368177023157150562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Yj4yyI2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/44ONiem3B8E/s320/HPIM0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frog catching is a highlight of our annual Washington lake trip. And Hannah succefully caught five more frogs but not once did she ask if she could keep them. She was very happy to let them go after she enjoyed the capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Yj4yyI2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/44ONiem3B8E/s1600-h/HPIM0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-7750046528146624954?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7750046528146624954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=7750046528146624954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7750046528146624954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7750046528146624954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/08/froggy-goes-home.html' title='Froggy Goes Home'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-W5eOhWiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5WlyAgo-oh4/s72-c/HPIM0705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3594672790908319916</id><published>2009-08-09T20:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:19:46.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah's hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Irbb78iI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WPlOAkfh4ps/s1600-h/2009+wash+lake+campout3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368159560529605154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Irbb78iI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WPlOAkfh4ps/s400/2009+wash+lake+campout3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Hannah and Janna (Hannah's best friend) started the summer with long hair and wore it in french braids during our first camp out in June. Hannah had wanted to cut her hair about the time school was winding up in May but I was against it feeling that summer would be much easier in braids and pony tails. After some debate I consented to let her cut her hair before school started in the fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, before June even ended, Janna cut her beautiful long red hair and donated it to "Locks of Love". Hannah begged me all day to take her to get her hair cut. She wanted it just like Janna's. It just couldn't be done. By evening, determined that her hair should be cut this very day, she asked Janna to come over and be a model for me so that I could attempt cutting her hair. I couldn't believe that she wanted it so bad that she would trust me to take the scissors to her gorgeous satin hair. I have trimmed the girls hair before and I am fairly good at cutting the boys hair but I have never attempted a cute little bob with a wedge in the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We got started about 9:30 p.m. I kept running my fingers through Janna's hair trying to determine what angles I should be cutting in Hannah's hair and then finally put the scissors to work. When we were all done at 11 p.m. Hannah was very happy and even commented that it turned out better than she thought I could do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3594672790908319916?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3594672790908319916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3594672790908319916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3594672790908319916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3594672790908319916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/08/hannahs-hair-cut.html' title='Hannah&apos;s hair cut'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sn-Irbb78iI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WPlOAkfh4ps/s72-c/2009+wash+lake+campout3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3674295543047075190</id><published>2009-07-13T23:35:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:49:48.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;SUMMER&lt;/span&gt; is the time to go camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this summer we have gone camping at Manti Community (June 18-20) and Granite Flats(June 28) campgrounds. They were both fun filled days with friends and family. It has become a tradition to go with several families from the nieghborhood like the Hurst, the Farrers, the Daniels, the Williams, the Crimans, the Wrights and this year the Stewards joined in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like best about camping is the laying around and doing nothing&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAUGIwHuyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X1JY8ngPT9U/s1600-h/random+pics+of+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359305652231977762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAUGIwHuyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X1JY8ngPT9U/s400/random+pics+of+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or cooking and eating great food (&lt;em&gt;this year I've tried my hand at dutch oven lasagna &amp;amp; dutch oven pork and pototoes&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sl7DlVaIVFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xbVrDOtL6mk/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358935652786787410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sl7DlVaIVFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xbVrDOtL6mk/s400/2009+Manti+Camp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or playing games&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAEtSkm_2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/z1P-i7E4rWc/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359288732696903522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAEtSkm_2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/z1P-i7E4rWc/s400/2009+Manti+Camp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if you were lucky enough, riding 4 wheelers&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sl6tffJQaXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VLN6pk9uqiM/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358911363065342322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sl6tffJQaXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VLN6pk9uqiM/s400/2009+Manti+Camp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the best part of camping is goofing around and hanging out with great friends&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Slwl_phfEDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QjIebrP0RPE/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAYnrlPPtI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9l9l_7xKcjU/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359310626563768018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAYnrlPPtI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9l9l_7xKcjU/s400/2009+Manti+Camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if that means you have to do it in the rain sometimes!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAHynoyHlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/PyXGj59K-44/s1600-h/2009+Manti+Camp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359292122785783378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAHynoyHlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/PyXGj59K-44/s400/2009+Manti+Camp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3674295543047075190?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3674295543047075190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3674295543047075190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3674295543047075190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3674295543047075190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-camping.html' title='Summer Camping'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SmAUGIwHuyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X1JY8ngPT9U/s72-c/random+pics+of+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2653142918760705349</id><published>2009-06-30T00:20:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:05:07.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday for Me and You and You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it just wouldn't be June if we didn't mention all the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; fun that we had! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmzHJPkSmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UBs6gHuhQGU/s1600-h/Mom+Bday+2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353006567428213346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmzHJPkSmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UBs6gHuhQGU/s200/Mom+Bday+2b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I celebrated my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;with a this amazing cake made by Denell. She surprised me and brought it to my work. The children made me breakfast and a fabulous dinner and we had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmvC6gyKKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kx9-S7g-jn0/s1600-h/Mom+Bday+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353002096707905698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmvC6gyKKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kx9-S7g-jn0/s200/Mom+Bday+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We celebrated Chris's (May 31) and Lizzy's (June 3) &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;several days in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But the main party was a swim party followed by indivual strawberry shortcakes and presents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll1WNBRWLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/v_2-dGLpY7A/s1600-h/random+pics+of+kids+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357442256046479538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll1WNBRWLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/v_2-dGLpY7A/s320/random+pics+of+kids+104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll1sadDu-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/reLe-eRIzGg/s1600-h/random+pics+of+kids+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357442637609810914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll1sadDu-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/reLe-eRIzGg/s320/random+pics+of+kids+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll1WNBRWLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/v_2-dGLpY7A/s1600-h/random+pics+of+kids+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll2Csr3jRI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IMVR1RK5NsA/s1600-h/2009+Swim+Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357443020460887314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sll2Csr3jRI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IMVR1RK5NsA/s400/2009+Swim+Party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We don't want to forget Kiyomi's (June 12)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BIRTHDAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; although we didn't get to celebrate it here since she is in D.C. this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2653142918760705349?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2653142918760705349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2653142918760705349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2653142918760705349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2653142918760705349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-for-me-and-you-and-you.html' title='Birthday for Me and You and You'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmzHJPkSmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UBs6gHuhQGU/s72-c/Mom+Bday+2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6025846401333465547</id><published>2009-06-29T23:24:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:06:38.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Trip to the Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmjWlqEwfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/M9OrK8gw8nk/s1600-h/HPIM0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352989240567579122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmjWlqEwfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/M9OrK8gw8nk/s200/HPIM0498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; One of my favorite things to do each year is visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; Point Gardens with Molly. This has become a tradition now. We just walk through the paths of the garden visiting with each other and pointing out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intriguing&lt;/span&gt; flowers. I always come away with a new idea for my own flower beds. Below are a few of our favorite for this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmjIV-BCyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YGmOtkrjmzg/s1600-h/HPIM0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352988995838085922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmjIV-BCyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YGmOtkrjmzg/s200/HPIM0488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmirvmQb8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/sP8XpPeBIDE/s1600-h/HPIM0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352988504501546946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmirvmQb8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/sP8XpPeBIDE/s200/HPIM0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmierR3cbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/aq5UKSPm9E8/s1600-h/HPIM0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352988280003981746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmierR3cbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/aq5UKSPm9E8/s200/HPIM0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6025846401333465547?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6025846401333465547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6025846401333465547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6025846401333465547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6025846401333465547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/06/annual-trip-to-gardens.html' title='Annual Trip to the Gardens'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SkmjWlqEwfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/M9OrK8gw8nk/s72-c/HPIM0498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2370312427321068555</id><published>2009-05-24T21:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:41:59.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue Nursery at our House</title><content type='html'>The other day, I rescued 4 Killdeer eggs. A nesting couple had laid their eggs just 4 inches from my office parking lot curb. We took great care not to park in their spot and to watch out for them.  But last Monday, to our surprise, hired help came in to replace the sprinkles and moved the nest out of their way.  The poor nesting couple screamed all morning and were unable to find there nest just a few hundred yards away.  By early afternoon they gave up and we didn't see them again. I brought the eggs home in hopes to incubate them--a pretty impossible task but it was better than letting them die in the cold night air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't realize is that this would start a rescue mission. First Hannah became very concern over a baby robin she found out of the nest. Her friend and her tried to put the baby back into the nest but were unsuccessful.  By nightfall, her worried little heart brought her back to the baby robin to find that it was still stranded.  She begged to save it from the neighborhood cats and I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoOSLvrpLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ejvCZGb5fp0/s1600-h/HPIM0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339596013754361010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoOSLvrpLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ejvCZGb5fp0/s200/HPIM0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Lizzy recued a baby sparrow from her dad's home.  Apparently the wind broke the branch where the nest had rested and only one of four baby sparrows survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoOckak33I/AAAAAAAAAVo/tC1Zlhgj8mI/s1600-h/HPIM0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339596192175415154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoOckak33I/AAAAAAAAAVo/tC1Zlhgj8mI/s200/HPIM0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have set up warm homes for the birds and at first they were very difficult to feed, but now they open their mouths when we offer food.  It is very time consuming as they need to be fed several time a day.  But, Lizzy and Hannah have been very good at making the food and getting them fed.  I just don't know what I will do if the four Killdeer eggs hatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2370312427321068555?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2370312427321068555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2370312427321068555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2370312427321068555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2370312427321068555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/05/rescue-nursery-at-our-house.html' title='Rescue Nursery at our House'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoOSLvrpLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ejvCZGb5fp0/s72-c/HPIM0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8376836473948321275</id><published>2009-05-24T21:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:14:21.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Violin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoMVfcI3FI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8HJaYdvPhpI/s1600-h/HPIM0304a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339593871557450834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoMVfcI3FI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8HJaYdvPhpI/s200/HPIM0304a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;After playing the violin for 3 years, Chris decides to put it away. He is pictured here at his last orchestra concert at Pleasant Grove Jr  High.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoLpGUpBDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DBsERBPiAyA/s1600-h/HPIM0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339593108900873266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoLpGUpBDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DBsERBPiAyA/s200/HPIM0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Just a bunch of crazy orchestra friends having fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8376836473948321275?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8376836473948321275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8376836473948321275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8376836473948321275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8376836473948321275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-violin.html' title='End of Violin'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/ShoMVfcI3FI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8HJaYdvPhpI/s72-c/HPIM0304a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-907939745166574965</id><published>2009-05-24T19:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:56:07.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben turns 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn9HQS0J9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/tt6vNUboPgY/s1600-h/HPIM0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339577134299228114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn9HQS0J9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/tt6vNUboPgY/s200/HPIM0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated Ben's birthday last Sunday, after he came back from Las Vegas. It was fun to have my sister Denell and her family and my brother Daniel and his family over for a family get together. There was lots of food and family talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn86troSoI/AAAAAAAAAVA/rtVxwq71rXA/s1600-h/HPIM0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339576918849636994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn86troSoI/AAAAAAAAAVA/rtVxwq71rXA/s200/HPIM0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben you have grown so much over the last year. I love you so much and wish you the best in the pursuit of your dreams for the next few years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Benevolent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;rilliant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Brother,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BrAvE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn8xLHOH7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/A5LGY7PTNic/s1600-h/HPIM0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339576754951298994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn8xLHOH7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/A5LGY7PTNic/s200/HPIM0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dont you just love his birthday hat from his sincere sister Kiyomi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-907939745166574965?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/907939745166574965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=907939745166574965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/907939745166574965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/907939745166574965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/05/ben-turns-20.html' title='Ben turns 20'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Shn9HQS0J9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/tt6vNUboPgY/s72-c/HPIM0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5908777648476247590</id><published>2009-05-01T18:18:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:42:16.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila Chior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuSLnYy2rI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dYT5kEYFBtA/s1600-h/HPIM0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331015312172309170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuSLnYy2rI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dYT5kEYFBtA/s200/HPIM0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah joined the choir this year and they just ended the year out with a choir preformance at Manilla Elementary. She learned a lot of fun songs, like "Heros" and "Hope the Teacher Doesn't Pick Me". The choir was her favorite after school activity because she got to sing with her best friends, Emily (above),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuVug6Fl3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/7uR1ogGD1yE/s1600-h/HPIM0297a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331019210263205746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuVug6Fl3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/7uR1ogGD1yE/s200/HPIM0297a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Janna (top center) and Brooklyn (right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuSLnYy2rI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dYT5kEYFBtA/s1600-h/HPIM0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuR0ocn0II/AAAAAAAAAUY/wi_W6gZ2GAo/s1600-h/HPIM0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331014917319807106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuR0ocn0II/AAAAAAAAAUY/wi_W6gZ2GAo/s200/HPIM0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5908777648476247590?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5908777648476247590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5908777648476247590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5908777648476247590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5908777648476247590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/05/manila-chior.html' title='Manila Chior'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SfuSLnYy2rI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dYT5kEYFBtA/s72-c/HPIM0296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8506797300243566447</id><published>2009-04-18T23:08:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:47:25.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bipolar Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq2Vtmp--I/AAAAAAAAAUA/uNWOoyWxt-k/s1600-h/HPIM0283a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326269993454271458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq2Vtmp--I/AAAAAAAAAUA/uNWOoyWxt-k/s320/HPIM0283a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chris says our weather is Bipolar. After waking up to 8 inches of snow on April 16th, Im begining to believe him. What is Bipolar weather, you ask... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bipolar weather, also known as sun-snow illness, is a climate disorder that causes unusual shifts in the weather's mood, energy, and ability to function. Different from the normal ups and downs that a season goes through, the symptoms of bipolar weather are severe. They can result in damaged trees, poor job or school performance, and even bewilderment. But there is good news: bipolar weather can't last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1ykgiDQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/oG5yz17-hJQ/s1600-h/HPIM0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326269389717245186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1ykgiDQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/oG5yz17-hJQ/s320/HPIM0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1YEy2WpI/AAAAAAAAATw/Q49hET2Gjig/s1600-h/HPIM0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326268934527539858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1YEy2WpI/AAAAAAAAATw/Q49hET2Gjig/s320/HPIM0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our ornamental plum tree had just reached full bloom in the gorgeous sunny spring weather we were having when the weather conditions swung to the cold side. The pink blossoms draped in the white glistening snow were very beautiful. You can almost see them in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1I5urp4I/AAAAAAAAATo/r0fY_FmZjFs/s1600-h/HPIM0291b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326268673859233666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq1I5urp4I/AAAAAAAAATo/r0fY_FmZjFs/s320/HPIM0291b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the snow has damaged several limbs in the tree and I will have to take a saw to it as soon as I find a few spare moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, today was recorded as the warmest day of the year.  Another swing in the weather's mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8506797300243566447?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8506797300243566447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8506797300243566447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8506797300243566447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8506797300243566447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/04/bipolar-weather.html' title='Bipolar Weather'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Seq2Vtmp--I/AAAAAAAAAUA/uNWOoyWxt-k/s72-c/HPIM0283a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2304154496936872602</id><published>2009-04-13T00:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:40:46.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Snow or Shine</title><content type='html'>Rain, Snow or Shine the game goes on! Chris is playing soccer this year with the Pleasant Grove Vikings Freshman team. He has just finished the first 3 of 10 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXayh5aTI/AAAAAAAAATY/BAhQrJuJWnQ/s1600-h/HPIM0282a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054564745865522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXayh5aTI/AAAAAAAAATY/BAhQrJuJWnQ/s320/HPIM0282a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 20 seems to be a good number for our family or perhaps Chris is just extremely proud of his older brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXO1aTddI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MbCQLieAa_Q/s1600-h/HPIM0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054359360894418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXO1aTddI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MbCQLieAa_Q/s320/HPIM0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot of the first game played as snow fell. It was only 35 degrees outside. Very cold.  The team played very well for a first game against a much larger athletes.  They kept up but lost in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXBrlOJ_I/AAAAAAAAATI/HBkdqAk_lCw/s1600-h/HPIM0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054133384030194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXBrlOJ_I/AAAAAAAAATI/HBkdqAk_lCw/s320/HPIM0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second game was played at home on our brand new field, in the sunshine. Score a win for the Vikings. What a great game! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLWypU25-I/AAAAAAAAATA/9Ir0GUYnsbU/s1600-h/HPIM0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324053875080488930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLWypU25-I/AAAAAAAAATA/9Ir0GUYnsbU/s320/HPIM0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the game saturday was played in the pelting rain. And we couldn't even score a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXpJqBgrI/AAAAAAAAATg/FSvxVb3ETzg/s1600-h/HPIM0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054811472134834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXpJqBgrI/AAAAAAAAATg/FSvxVb3ETzg/s320/HPIM0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the drenched discouraged team coming off the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2304154496936872602?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2304154496936872602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2304154496936872602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2304154496936872602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2304154496936872602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-snow-or-shine.html' title='Rain, Snow or Shine'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SeLXayh5aTI/AAAAAAAAATY/BAhQrJuJWnQ/s72-c/HPIM0282a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-7436246517569210230</id><published>2009-04-05T22:18:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:08:56.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmMc7jkd8I/AAAAAAAAASY/ev6BLso-S08/s1600-h/randy+baby+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321438863366059970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmMc7jkd8I/AAAAAAAAASY/ev6BLso-S08/s200/randy+baby+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It just wasn't that long ago that this boy of mine was just born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has truly been amazing to watch him grow up to be the man he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could not be happier for the growth that he has made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am one very proud mommy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I love about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cubby&lt;/span&gt;/Jens/Randy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmOeA1HHLI/AAAAAAAAASo/G73xvekbEHg/s1600-h/Copy+of+image0000296Aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321441080984935602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmOeA1HHLI/AAAAAAAAASo/G73xvekbEHg/s200/Copy+of+image0000296Aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;10. His sense of adventure and intrigue in the small creatures of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;9. His tender heart and sensitivity to the spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;8. His playful nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;7. His genuine testimony of Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321449668851733618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmWR5IHFHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YnQ-U0Q1pbM/s200/Disney+2007+045a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. His knack to co-operate with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. His dedication to the things he loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. His capacity to tackle challenges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diligence&lt;/span&gt; in doing whats right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. His love for his brothers and sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And number &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; thing I love about Randy is his magnificent wife who compliments him in every way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;irthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;on!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-7436246517569210230?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7436246517569210230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=7436246517569210230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7436246517569210230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/7436246517569210230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/04/randys-birthday.html' title='Randy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SdmMc7jkd8I/AAAAAAAAASY/ev6BLso-S08/s72-c/randy+baby+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8609798504679391500</id><published>2009-03-15T18:37:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:44:33.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Officially Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sb2ukExG0ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/SHeC8zCe4H8/s1600-h/HPIM0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sb2ukExG0ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/SHeC8zCe4H8/s200/HPIM0264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313595070145286546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was actually warm enough that the first Daffodil burst open in our yard! It was a welcome surprise to come home to. The violets have been peeking through the dead leaves for a few days now but adding the yellow contrast is just striking. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sb2uaDv9ASI/AAAAAAAAARY/YrHKktkfSp4/s1600-h/HPIM0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sb2uaDv9ASI/AAAAAAAAARY/YrHKktkfSp4/s200/HPIM0266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313594898073321762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is my favorite time of year. Yeah a new birth, another beginning and all the good things associated with life coming forth, but even more than that it means work. The yard is just begging to have me come and clean it up -- pull away all the old dead leaves, trim up the over growth, fertilize and prepare the flower beds. Work is a good thing least you thought I was being sarcastic.  Though I dread work and pull the blinds close when I notice it out in the yard, in an odd sort of way, I love it too.  There is something masterful about creating and watching things grow and knowing I had a part in it.  There is fulfillment in the persistent effort; there is the simple manifestation of God when working with nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us realize that the privilege to work is a gift, that power to work is a blessing, that love of work is success. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--David O. McKay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8609798504679391500?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8609798504679391500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8609798504679391500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8609798504679391500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8609798504679391500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-officially-here.html' title='Spring is Officially Here'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sb2ukExG0ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/SHeC8zCe4H8/s72-c/HPIM0264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-9109087332685063103</id><published>2009-03-08T21:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:42:20.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TO SEE THE TEMPLE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqc1gi2zI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0SosVeh6g_k/s1600-h/2009+Draper+Temple+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqc1gi2zI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0SosVeh6g_k/s320/2009+Draper+Temple+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311057272953297714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to see the temple is not only our favorite family devotional song but now one of our favorite mottos. We loved seeing the Draper open house together on Wednesday, March 4. This makes 3 open houses that I have been a participant in--the Jordan River, the Timpanogos and now the Draper (I was part of the building of the San Deigo temple but came back to Utah before the official open house). &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSSBvsCxMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8czhMueMQu0/s1600-h/draper_temple_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311030419255379138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSSBvsCxMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8czhMueMQu0/s200/draper_temple_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An open house is amazing and very eye opening event to the organizational capabilities of the church.  Can you imagine what it takes to build a major building that contains stone from France and wood from Africa and the best of the best coming from all over?  Can you imagine what it takes to present the completed building to thousands of people in an orderly and uplifting manner?  I was truly amazed at all the volunteers, the program that introduced the temple, the organized manner in which we were bussed to the temple,  the live music and refreshments, not to mention the indescribable beauty of the temple itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSq2kpUVhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bJJn1LrjIYE/s1600-h/2009+Draper+Temple+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSq2kpUVhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bJJn1LrjIYE/s200/2009+Draper+Temple+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311057715103290898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqvigo38I/AAAAAAAAAQw/pb3Psk9RSsA/s1600-h/2009+Draper+Temple+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqvigo38I/AAAAAAAAAQw/pb3Psk9RSsA/s200/2009+Draper+Temple+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311057594270932930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqm6colfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tBM-Vy7f1BM/s1600-h/2009+Draper+Temple+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqm6colfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tBM-Vy7f1BM/s200/2009+Draper+Temple+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311057446077765106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved being in the temple and feeling of its power and protection, a sanctuary on the hillside.  It was a beautiful sight to see the temple glow as the night sky darkened around it. I hope that my children felt the same spirit there as I did and will want to return when they can.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-9109087332685063103?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9109087332685063103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=9109087332685063103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/9109087332685063103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/9109087332685063103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-to-see-temple.html' title='I LOVE TO SEE THE TEMPLE...'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SbSqc1gi2zI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0SosVeh6g_k/s72-c/2009+Draper+Temple+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8385861132559801508</id><published>2009-03-01T21:28:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:00:44.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly is 21!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sato4jgAcAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SMeicJXMxK8/s1600-h/CSR+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308451906597711874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sato4jgAcAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SMeicJXMxK8/s200/CSR+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How remarkable and startling, my Molly has turned 21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall so vividly how tiny she was and how I wished she would just start walking. Now I wish she was still at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly I love you so very much and am so glad to have you as my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Satou2n1sXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cYlp2iWAJ3I/s1600-h/CSR+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308451739932143986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Satou2n1sXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cYlp2iWAJ3I/s200/CSR+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;INCREDABLY&lt;/span&gt; talented, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; artistic, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AMAZINGLY&lt;/span&gt; spiritural and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;EXCEEDILING&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SatolmX6A7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vCLunlT4LLM/s1600-h/CSR+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308451580951528370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SatolmX6A7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vCLunlT4LLM/s200/CSR+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AWFULLY&lt;/span&gt; kind, she has a gentle love for everyone and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;TREMENDOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SatoaNTDX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/61g-h0D-QKA/s1600-h/CSR+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308451385241722802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SatoaNTDX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/61g-h0D-QKA/s200/CSR+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Satzm31OEwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l-v7Tz9k7Ws/s1600-h/CSR+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308463697445655298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Satzm31OEwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l-v7Tz9k7Ws/s200/CSR+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly I hope you will find all your deams in the years ahead, have a profound enjoyment of life and all it has to offer you and continue developing the person you are. Be true to yourself and remember we are all &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXTREEMLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fortunate to have you in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8385861132559801508?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8385861132559801508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8385861132559801508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8385861132559801508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8385861132559801508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/03/molly-is-21.html' title='Molly is 21!'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/Sato4jgAcAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SMeicJXMxK8/s72-c/CSR+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6784721638288430805</id><published>2009-02-18T23:10:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:54:19.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZ0B7MGf7zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xeIwwGh4e90/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304398052484706098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZ0B7MGf7zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xeIwwGh4e90/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz5_BrrEXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7JyHsG7dhMo/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fun in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was how we spent our President's Day vacation. Thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Strattons&lt;/span&gt; we had a fun cousin sleep over then hit the sledding hills for a few hours of fun.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz_VBfoBWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XRWJLW2Iby0/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395197779019106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz_VBfoBWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XRWJLW2Iby0/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, Lizzy and Hannah brought their snow boards and the Strattons brought the sleds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz5F0PMd4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/68HKwyj_B1U/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304388339452639106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz5F0PMd4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/68HKwyj_B1U/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;180 practice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was the challenge for Chris. He's amazing! Uncle Jason got some good video we hope to see real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4uDe1p7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/JCK2ms9ufUM/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304387931227924402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4uDe1p7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/JCK2ms9ufUM/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4h2USwQI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8v4mQQNKhcQ/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304387721535602946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4h2USwQI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8v4mQQNKhcQ/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braving the turn.&lt;/span&gt; Lizzy is getting better all the time and really enjoyed the coaching she got from Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Denell&lt;/span&gt;, since mom knows nothing about the sport! (oops once again no pictures of mom, but she really was there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4Kbp5PYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/juYjutKRhJE/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304387319241457026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4Kbp5PYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/juYjutKRhJE/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Helping Hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; from Chris made Hannah's first snow boarding attempt a success! She did pretty well and only landed a few times on her behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4UiPSonI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HCs31WOddRQ/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304387492807615090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz4UiPSonI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HCs31WOddRQ/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz39yjJXAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iyW8NPLAbWs/s1600-h/2009+Snow+Hannah+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304387102048869378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZz39yjJXAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iyW8NPLAbWs/s200/2009+Snow+Hannah+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Final touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think we have started a new tradition, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Denell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Delayne&lt;/span&gt; made the best home made Navajo tacos and scones. We all went home with a full stomach and lots of memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6784721638288430805?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6784721638288430805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6784721638288430805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6784721638288430805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6784721638288430805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SZ0B7MGf7zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xeIwwGh4e90/s72-c/2009+Snow+Hannah+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3725170998250147159</id><published>2009-02-01T13:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:09:39.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;Mugwump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Pronunciation: ('mug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wump&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A person who remains aloof from controversial issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a new word with a little extra meaning for me.  Elder Robert Hales spoke to our stake last night and today at stake  conference.  Last nights meeting was especially touching to me.  He spoke so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;personable&lt;/span&gt; that I felt as if I were the only one present to hear this great teacher.  While he touched on many topics as he spoke from his heart, he introduced us to the word "mugwump", a person sitting on the fence with his mug on one  side  and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wump&lt;/span&gt; on the other.  "There were no mugwumps in heaven, no mugwumps came to earth!" he exclaimed.  We are here because we knew it was where we wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;This archetypal American word derives from the Algonquian dialect of Native Americans in Massachusetts. In their language, it meant “war leader”. The Puritan missionary John Eliot used it in his translation of the Bible into their language in 1663 to convey the English words duke, officer and captain.&lt;br /&gt;Mugwump was brought into English in the early nineteenth century as a humorous term for a boss, bigwig, grand panjandrum, or other person in authority, although often one of a minor and inconsequential sort. This example comes from a story in an 1867 issue of Atlantic Monthly: “I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got one of your gang in irons — the Great Mugwump himself, I reckon — strongly guarded by men armed to the teeth; so you just ride up here and surrender”.&lt;br /&gt;It hit the big time in 1884, during the presidential election that set Grover Cleveland against the Republican James G Blaine. Some Republicans refused to support Blaine, changed sides, and the New York Sun labelled them little mugwumps. Almost overnight, the sense of the word changed to turncoat. Later, it came to mean a politician who either could not or would not make up his mind on some important issue, or who refused to take a stand when he was expected to do so. Hence the old joke that a mugwump is a person sitting on the fence, with his mug on one side and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wump&lt;/span&gt; on the other.&lt;br /&gt;There is also a slangy sense — less known these days, I believe — of a person who has been persuaded by his possession of a minor official position into a sense of self-importance, often becoming obnoxious as a result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;World Wide Words is copyright © Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Quinion&lt;/span&gt;, 1996–2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3725170998250147159?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3725170998250147159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3725170998250147159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3725170998250147159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3725170998250147159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/02/mugwump-pronunciation-mug-wump-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5589849661716843081</id><published>2009-01-06T21:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:42:17.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading the Twilight Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SWQ03b4PlqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ty9jq9PfXYk/s1600-h/200px-Breaking_Dawn_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288409989420914338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SWQ03b4PlqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ty9jq9PfXYk/s200/200px-Breaking_Dawn_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;At 12:12 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this morning I accomplished what most of you finished six months ago --&lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;. I had planned to start it during the Thanksgiving holidays but couldn't find the time, knowing I would need at least 4 evenings. So I put it off until Christmas, but again I found no time as I was engaged in family and friends. With resolve, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; it up New Year's day and drowned in it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; every night before falling off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, at 12:13 am, I wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;. I shed a tear for the touching love Bella finally was able to share with her eternal mate. I was busy thinking about what it is going to be like when I have my flawless, graceful, indisputably beautiful body. I savored the idea that I, too, was going live forever with my eternal mate. I thought about the human Bella and it intrigued me that she didn't fully realize what an amazing soul she was until after her transformation. I wondered what talents I came to earth with that I am so unaware of. Would it be possible that I could develop some of these gifts here on earth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;metaphorically&lt;/span&gt; extending my shield and learning to developing it, or will I just have to wait until I'm resurrected to realize what an amazing soul I am?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5589849661716843081?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5589849661716843081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5589849661716843081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5589849661716843081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5589849661716843081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-twilight-series.html' title='Reading the Twilight Series'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SWQ03b4PlqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ty9jq9PfXYk/s72-c/200px-Breaking_Dawn_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3945785095770415853</id><published>2009-01-01T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:26:41.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e6a67784e7a63304d513d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Christmas Day 2008" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e6a67784e7a63304d513d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3945785095770415853?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3945785095770415853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3945785095770415853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3945785095770415853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3945785095770415853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-smilebox-slideshow.html' title=''/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-3633281971699499233</id><published>2008-12-28T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:44:58.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVhHPfV-GnI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bz3VDxV83ng/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+175a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285052494156536434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVhHPfV-GnI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bz3VDxV83ng/s400/2008+Christmas+175a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing you the best and sending our love!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-3633281971699499233?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3633281971699499233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=3633281971699499233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3633281971699499233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/3633281971699499233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-wishing-you-best-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVhHPfV-GnI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bz3VDxV83ng/s72-c/2008+Christmas+175a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-4060915696510404788</id><published>2008-12-25T11:00:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:33:26.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Sevice Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPSV2-vwkI/AAAAAAAAANc/SzZ9xLXjV_k/s1600-h/HPIM1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283798060813500994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPSV2-vwkI/AAAAAAAAANc/SzZ9xLXjV_k/s320/HPIM1967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzy decided to do a service project this year for Christmas and before we knew it the whole family was involved. She decided that she had too many stuffed animals and would like to share them with children who might not have as much as her. Our first thought was to give them to the children in the hospital on Christmas eve. Then Lizzy found an article on the children at the local Crisis Nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPQf5RjFYI/AAAAAAAAANU/whiHmNL7WWE/s1600-h/HPIM1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283796034204669314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPQf5RjFYI/AAAAAAAAANU/whiHmNL7WWE/s320/HPIM1890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The decision was made on December 3rd to collect teddy bears and stuffed animals for the Crisis Nursery. Lizzy decided that she could get her friends involved and collect 500 stuffed animals for these children. The project began slowly. Here the girls are pictured with 34 animals on December 7th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPN-VnhQHI/AAAAAAAAANE/_a1mf8OzcEY/s1600-h/HPIM1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283793258674208882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPN-VnhQHI/AAAAAAAAANE/_a1mf8OzcEY/s320/HPIM1962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the girls with 64 stuffed animals on Dec 10 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVhEdNW6JaI/AAAAAAAAANo/5Zd3WEqttdE/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049431311918498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVhEdNW6JaI/AAAAAAAAANo/5Zd3WEqttdE/s320/2008+Christmas+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By December 15 the girls had over 150 stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPMea_nmTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-wgoscxJAU0/s1600-h/HPIM0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283791610850023730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPMea_nmTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-wgoscxJAU0/s320/HPIM0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first batch of 253 were delivered to Bank of American Fork. We were amazed at the amount of stuffed animals there. They were on the floor, the desks and chairs, the shelving, and even perched from the ceiling ledges. Lizzy and Hannah were interviewed by KSL news, that was exciting for Hannah but nerve racking for Lizzy. All the way back to school, Hannah and Lizzy talked about the possibility of being on the news. The girls were briefly shown and mentioned on the 7 o'clock news. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=5110352&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPK2W65fMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/P6sotTIoUqc/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283789823050087618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPK2W65fMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/P6sotTIoUqc/s320/PICT0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Congradulations! They collected over 275 stuffed animals for the Project Teddy Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-4060915696510404788?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4060915696510404788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=4060915696510404788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4060915696510404788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4060915696510404788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-sevice-project.html' title='Christmas Sevice Project'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SVPSV2-vwkI/AAAAAAAAANc/SzZ9xLXjV_k/s72-c/HPIM1967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5709478052585052070</id><published>2008-11-19T21:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:44:07.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSTnXL53d3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/b45-oDgjxws/s1600-h/bofm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270591849448830834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSTnXL53d3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/b45-oDgjxws/s320/bofm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we finished the Book of Mormon again. Hooray for us!! We have been reading it together every morning and every night just for a few minutes right after family prayers. This routine has worked well for the children. Also, starting in September we decided to memorize a scripture each month. So far we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Helaman&lt;/span&gt; 5:12 and Ether 12:41 memorized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5709478052585052070?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5709478052585052070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5709478052585052070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5709478052585052070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5709478052585052070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSTnXL53d3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/b45-oDgjxws/s72-c/bofm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2482046724548950017</id><published>2008-11-16T20:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:34:33.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Cake Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDll2WOhNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2HNMg4NA0xo/s1600-h/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDll2WOhNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2HNMg4NA0xo/s320/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269464002430141650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDkpH5rHLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XGdTXM-Gnp8/s1600-h/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDkpH5rHLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XGdTXM-Gnp8/s200/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269462959170198706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDj5LNZRCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VXEUXL-EBqY/s1600-h/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDj5LNZRCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VXEUXL-EBqY/s200/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269462135424500770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2482046724548950017?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2482046724548950017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2482046724548950017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2482046724548950017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2482046724548950017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/11/wedding-cake-done.html' title='Wedding Cake Done'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDll2WOhNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2HNMg4NA0xo/s72-c/Wedding+Cake+Nov+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2106842121707797218</id><published>2008-11-16T09:41:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:12:35.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween This Year</title><content type='html'>Halloween at our house was lots of fun this year..oops we werent at our house, guess the Jack-O'lanterns were having fun at our house.  Hannah and Lizzy had a great time tick-or-treating the neighborhoods with their friends while Mom ran between the two groups making sure everyone was safe and having fun and occassionally checked in on Chris who was hanging with the youth at the bishop's home. By the end of the night we met Aunt Deone and Uncle Jay at our home and compared candy stashes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDX6XF_4qI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6lWpYR5ULRE/s1600-h/October+2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269448961655038626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDX6XF_4qI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6lWpYR5ULRE/s320/October+2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDXlmBOxRI/AAAAAAAAALw/D8_LHZ1vASg/s1600-h/October+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269448604884321554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDXlmBOxRI/AAAAAAAAALw/D8_LHZ1vASg/s320/October+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great mask Chris purchased, mainly to scare the dog! And get a few jumps out of Mom and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDXR3jxrmI/AAAAAAAAALo/gju96ePSd18/s1600-h/October+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269448265995234914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDXR3jxrmI/AAAAAAAAALo/gju96ePSd18/s320/October+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giselle (from WaltDisney's Enchanted) tried to find her hansome prince, but he was nowhere to be found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDV9USKt4I/AAAAAAAAALg/v04gQz-2-ME/s1600-h/October+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269446813417125762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDV9USKt4I/AAAAAAAAALg/v04gQz-2-ME/s320/October+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah is dressed as "Pebbles." Finding a bone for her hair was not as easy as you think. After looking at every possible store we went to Pets Mart and bought a $10 dog bone. Considering that I made the whole costume for $10 that was quite the purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBPID2Ds0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/sREzUGOh8jg/s1600-h/October+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298563913069378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBPID2Ds0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/sREzUGOh8jg/s320/October+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah says this is her favorite costume so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBOmiYLdTI/AAAAAAAAALI/qfaIyzX01M8/s1600-h/Mom+2006+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269297987993695538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBOmiYLdTI/AAAAAAAAALI/qfaIyzX01M8/s320/Mom+2006+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBNuzwRJbI/AAAAAAAAALA/2Ai1KrZerro/s1600-h/October+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269297030585460146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSBNuzwRJbI/AAAAAAAAALA/2Ai1KrZerro/s320/October+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Lizzy as a pirate. It was a redo of a costume from a few years ago. She was going to be a fairy until her friend anounced she was going to be one too! So at the last moment she was scrambling for ideas. Hope you love the comparison! I am amazed at how much she has grown in just two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2106842121707797218?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2106842121707797218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2106842121707797218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2106842121707797218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2106842121707797218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-this-year.html' title='Halloween This Year'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SSDX6XF_4qI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6lWpYR5ULRE/s72-c/October+2008+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6205350610384657837</id><published>2008-11-02T21:39:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:02:38.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah and Volleyball</title><content type='html'>Hannah decided to play volleyball this season. She says it is her new favorite sport. It has been a lot of fun to see her learn how to play. With a great couch and lots of practice with her friend Emily, she has become quit good. These are some shots of her second to last game of the season, the only game they lost this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6EQLHlbSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/A2kBJWOgke8/s1600-h/October+2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264290427840064802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6EQLHlbSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/A2kBJWOgke8/s320/October+2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6D9f0AmnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/k9gF6dB7AUA/s1600-h/October+2008+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264290106977589874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6D9f0AmnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/k9gF6dB7AUA/s320/October+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6C4QX1EvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RTDoxTpQ2U8/s1600-h/October+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264288917421888242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6C4QX1EvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RTDoxTpQ2U8/s320/October+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6Bgs-Ka0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8S05VBuVrms/s1600-h/October+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264287413270375234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6Bgs-Ka0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8S05VBuVrms/s320/October+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6B1VEArQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/IbUi8taTwwY/s1600-h/October+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264287767629704450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6B1VEArQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/IbUi8taTwwY/s320/October+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Way to go Hannah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6205350610384657837?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6205350610384657837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6205350610384657837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6205350610384657837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6205350610384657837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/11/hannah-and-volleyball.html' title='Hannah and Volleyball'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ6EQLHlbSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/A2kBJWOgke8/s72-c/October+2008+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-6848436433486957067</id><published>2008-10-12T20:26:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:38:39.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blessing in Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ596xuiAiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4RCq18mU7tU/s1600-h/HPIM1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283463177077282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ596xuiAiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4RCq18mU7tU/s320/HPIM1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first weekend in October, Ben and Mom got to go to Idaho to see the blessing of Dehn and Ashley's newest addition, Parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256460241884586322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SPKyvXV-oVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iB428RJ3Gv8/s200/HPIM1812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very special for me to hold baby Parks, since Dehn had lived with us and been a part of our lives for so long, Parks felt like he was part of me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was filled with lots of family and food and good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SPKyTHzIyaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gGXbnQjIz5s/s1600-h/HPIM1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256459756675582370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SPKyTHzIyaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gGXbnQjIz5s/s200/HPIM1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and little Parks fell fast asleep after a good meal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-6848436433486957067?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6848436433486957067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=6848436433486957067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6848436433486957067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/6848436433486957067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-blessing-in-idaho.html' title='Baby Blessing in Idaho'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SQ596xuiAiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4RCq18mU7tU/s72-c/HPIM1797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-5645513503319803068</id><published>2008-09-14T19:33:00.028-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:50:29.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone Weekend</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you about our wonderful weekend up in Island Park, Id. Aunt Denell and Uncle Jason invited us to spend some time at their Groberg Family cabin. It was the perfect fall weather and crisp air. We had a great time.  It was so nice to get away and spend time outdoors. Always brings back memories from my childhood camping and hiking days. I loved being with the 3 young children, Denell's family, Daniel's family and Aunt Donna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVH5x4iJhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jLfYRTUglMI/s1600-h/HPIM1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVH5x4iJhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jLfYRTUglMI/s320/HPIM1683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248179998738753042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Yes, Uncle Jason positioned Chris exactly in that spot!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVHrrjmoHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/W0ZJNT_TsZw/s1600-h/HPIM1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVHrrjmoHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/W0ZJNT_TsZw/s320/HPIM1681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248179756522184818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we spent exploring and feeding the fish at Big Springs. Jason threw bread to the ducks to distract them so the rest of us could focus on the large trout righ under the bridge.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVR72xsQvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ns5Ry9-M4go/s1600-h/HPIM1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVR72xsQvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ns5Ry9-M4go/s200/HPIM1689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248191029528249074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVRmpzQ7NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/D8laTCHqEvE/s1600-h/HPIM1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVRmpzQ7NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/D8laTCHqEvE/s200/HPIM1687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248190665267932370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAeQ3_6NI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LqzBG5xjtfE/s1600-h/HPIM1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248171829440276690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAeQ3_6NI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LqzBG5xjtfE/s200/HPIM1684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAOVmsrKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YZvwb3t2LZc/s1600-h/HPIM1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248171555831983266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAOVmsrKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YZvwb3t2LZc/s200/HPIM1691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_1FYypcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WtoANYLa0CI/s1600-h/HPIM1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248171121981957570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_1FYypcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WtoANYLa0CI/s200/HPIM1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_inv4lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4or3E29l_PI/s1600-h/HPIM1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248170804788106946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_inv4lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4or3E29l_PI/s200/HPIM1696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAvu0pM3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/SdhZst6BmP8/s1600-h/HPIM1685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248172129537045362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVAvu0pM3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/SdhZst6BmP8/s200/HPIM1685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_O0Xi9UI/AAAAAAAAAII/UUDVsfEp9ew/s1600-h/HPIM1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248170464578303298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNU_O0Xi9UI/AAAAAAAAAII/UUDVsfEp9ew/s200/HPIM1695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took the little hike to see the cabin made all by hand by the short man (can't rememer his name right now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was spent in Yellowstone Park after attending church in Island Park. I thought it was so beautiful in the park. We all kept a look out for the wild life and ended up seeing moose, elk, buffalo, deer, coyate, and even a wolf, but no bear. Lizzy was our photographer of wildlife and enjoyed jumping from the car to get a picture now and then.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3BGD5FsDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4T3g-quMi-I/s1600-h/HPIM1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246061450824626226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3BGD5FsDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4T3g-quMi-I/s320/HPIM1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3A43MLWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/45rUB0ix8gs/s1600-h/HPIM1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246061224076728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3A43MLWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/45rUB0ix8gs/s320/HPIM1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate lunch at Old Faithful and patiently waited to see the geyser blow. Aunt Donna was with us, and she doesn't ever recall seeing it as a child so it was lots of fun to watch her enjoy the spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3Apg5TPBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/fBZEGqOmn8M/s1600-h/100_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246060960393935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3Apg5TPBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/fBZEGqOmn8M/s320/100_1274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3AX5oAkSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FrwHW2aLzsU/s1600-h/HPIM1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246060657794650402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM3AX5oAkSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FrwHW2aLzsU/s320/HPIM1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM29OIHWs-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/jadkUbRN4Ig/s1600-h/HPIM1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246057191350645730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM29OIHWs-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/jadkUbRN4Ig/s200/HPIM1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The children had lots of fun fishing the stream just behind the cabin. Lizzy caught two little fish, Hannah caught one little fish and Chris got lots of bites from all the big fish. Mom had fun holding the bait and snapping pictures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM288VCUUXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pPXIhRmij4A/s1600-h/HPIM1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246056885581533554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM288VCUUXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pPXIhRmij4A/s200/HPIM1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM28rv5DQYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CeUudnZn244/s1600-h/HPIM1700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246056600732647810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM28rv5DQYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CeUudnZn244/s200/HPIM1700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM2788OI0HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZBo42wnRloU/s1600-h/HPIM1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246055796588466290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SM2788OI0HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZBo42wnRloU/s200/HPIM1710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVKSSBfXVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-vORb9O6Z88/s1600-h/HPIM1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVKSSBfXVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-vORb9O6Z88/s320/HPIM1767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248182618706369874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday after cleaning the cabin we traveled home. Just outside of Twin Falls we stopped and hiked to these waterfalls. The visitor's center there had a great display of bears and a movie about them in Yellowstone.  So even though we didn't see any real ones we had our bear experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVKjXOXTlI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Td8W2EQqYjQ/s1600-h/HPIM1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVKjXOXTlI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Td8W2EQqYjQ/s320/HPIM1773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248182912160321106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked Chris if he had ever climbed a haystack. He didn't believe me that they are really really spiky, so we pulled over and Chris and Hannah climbed the stack. Guess mom isn't just a whoose after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVK2Bg_hfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PvAp8bfZLH8/s1600-h/HPIM1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVK2Bg_hfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PvAp8bfZLH8/s320/HPIM1777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248183232750388722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just as Monday night was coming to an end we stopped at Dehn and Ashley's to see their new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-5645513503319803068?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5645513503319803068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=5645513503319803068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5645513503319803068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/5645513503319803068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/09/yellowstone-weekend.html' title='Yellowstone Weekend'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SNVH5x4iJhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jLfYRTUglMI/s72-c/HPIM1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-151444356922978089</id><published>2008-08-03T20:02:00.032-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:07:54.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington Lake Neighborhood Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZhIdg75dI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RS04vTHpHiw/s1600-h/HPIM1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230474815227028946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZhIdg75dI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RS04vTHpHiw/s200/HPIM1656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the trip we have been looking forward to since the beginning of spring. It turned out wonderful and I'm sure will be a trip we will always remember. The Hurst family reserved a group site for the neighborhood at Washington Lake in the Unitas. Camping began on July 31 and ended on Aug 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZvbKfowtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oif7pVnAgQY/s1600-h/HPIM1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230490529701610194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZvbKfowtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/oif7pVnAgQY/s320/HPIM1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group consisted of 15 adults, 12 youth and 16 children (Jones, Wright, Allred, Farrer, Hurst, Daniel, Criman and William (missing)Families)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZvIQ-cGjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tjjiSq6XF7w/s1600-h/HPIM1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230490205023902258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZvIQ-cGjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tjjiSq6XF7w/s320/HPIM1646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most amazing part was to interact with everyone and to have the youth be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZu5CzqTOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9g5v9bRzY5M/s1600-h/HPIM1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489943522561250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZu5CzqTOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9g5v9bRzY5M/s320/HPIM1650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The children kept us all busy as their personalities and ages were varied and unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZua0XBdDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XRVwXGqb05c/s1600-h/HPIM1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489424248271922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZua0XBdDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XRVwXGqb05c/s320/HPIM1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raeann's talent for hair braiding was a big hit with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZuGrIKazI/AAAAAAAAAFo/6Kgf1oY9TJs/s1600-h/HPIM1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489078172642098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZuGrIKazI/AAAAAAAAAFo/6Kgf1oY9TJs/s320/HPIM1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah and Elizabeth had their hair done as well as several other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZt0OWxunI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9yxwHQ-YE2M/s1600-h/HPIM1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230488761211665010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZt0OWxunI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9yxwHQ-YE2M/s320/HPIM1655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every night we gathered at the camp fire and had fun. This was the last night at camp. We ate Jen and Bill's chocolate cherry dutch oven cake and sang lots of songs from primary favorites to the silly ones. My favorite being "A Child's Prayer." We all roared with laughter when the teenagers popped out of their seats for "Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam." We had no idea Colten could jump so high! The night was not complete until Brother Criman entertained us with his famous rendition of "The Jaberwalkie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZtfU_8mjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uVSINCSbQ64/s1600-h/HPIM1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230488402217703986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZtfU_8mjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uVSINCSbQ64/s320/HPIM1634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many hours were spent playing card games in the tents, in the trailer, and on the group tables. The kids even put together a kick ball game and a softball game in the meadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZnmv1f_3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AizOkKQGVk0/s1600-h/HPIM1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230481932610961266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZnmv1f_3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AizOkKQGVk0/s320/HPIM1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group ended up with 6 trailers and 6 tents. Here Lizzy and Hannah with Cammie and Janna are standing in front of their tent. The older girls had a tent of their own too. The boys had one tent for the young teen boys and one for the older boys. We will all agree that the older boys won the prize for creativity (if there had been one). Their tent had a wind sock and two camp stools in front, with a stone fence surrounding the border and a small garden in back. Way to go boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmkSmB39I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vfpXOswhwis/s1600-h/HPIM1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230480790890078162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmkSmB39I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vfpXOswhwis/s320/HPIM1629.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmFh87RMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cVIEgvQ0hNc/s1600-h/HPIM1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230480262436701378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="239" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmFh87RMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cVIEgvQ0hNc/s320/HPIM1627.JPG" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Hannah had fun exploring the meadow. We also went hiking by the lake in search for frogs. We came home with 4 frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZlUbxnGAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V3IE0Yyb3jg/s1600-h/HPIM1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230479418965039106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZlUbxnGAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V3IE0Yyb3jg/s320/HPIM1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the funnest activities of the trip was the time spent at Provo Falls. Mom forgot to take the camera the first day at the falls and then didn't have any batteries the second day. We all got wet in the freezing cold water. The girls had fun riding the rapids on their behinds and some of the bigger braver kids actually went into the rushing water and found coves to stand in behind the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZll0h3xUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/r0sMtzH-FdU/s1600-h/HPIM1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230479717667685698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZll0h3xUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/r0sMtzH-FdU/s320/HPIM1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230481628822052098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZnVEIlHQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0flOLfp_5vg/s320/HPIM1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures were taken on our way home. We will have to get copies from the other families of all the fun here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZlFyylY2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ditmUY4pQsg/s1600-h/HPIM1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230479167445099362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZlFyylY2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ditmUY4pQsg/s320/HPIM1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other highlight of the campout was the time spent at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmTzVadzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/r691mt0xMJM/s1600-h/HPIM1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230480507620980530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZmTzVadzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/r691mt0xMJM/s320/HPIM1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water was cold but it didn't stop the kids from jumping in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZk27AAkGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/at9tzKHir90/s1600-h/HPIM1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230478911950852194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZk27AAkGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/at9tzKHir90/s320/HPIM1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rubber tube was made into a boat ride and Lizzy made sure even the toddlers (not shown) got to ride the boat out on the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZkjBpMzaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q6rYQC3xAI8/s1600-h/HPIM1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230478570136849826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZkjBpMzaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q6rYQC3xAI8/s320/HPIM1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZkOHI6suI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rzF4HTO_A4c/s1600-h/HPIM1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230478210834805474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZkOHI6suI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rzF4HTO_A4c/s320/HPIM1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZj7Q-vbzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RqQyvkEcG-U/s1600-h/HPIM1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230477887058964274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZj7Q-vbzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RqQyvkEcG-U/s320/HPIM1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZjguESp0I/AAAAAAAAADw/NrJecuUu9xA/s1600-h/HPIM1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230477431010404162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZjguESp0I/AAAAAAAAADw/NrJecuUu9xA/s320/HPIM1617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-151444356922978089?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/151444356922978089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=151444356922978089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/151444356922978089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/151444356922978089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/08/washington-lake-neighborhood-campout.html' title='Washington Lake Neighborhood Campout'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJZhIdg75dI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RS04vTHpHiw/s72-c/HPIM1656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-2549759739648050830</id><published>2008-07-27T22:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:44:34.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how hannahs doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJaJDhDU1eI/AAAAAAAAAGg/48IYtnNHf1w/s1600-h/HPIM1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230518710742341090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJaJDhDU1eI/AAAAAAAAAGg/48IYtnNHf1w/s320/HPIM1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJaGR8HtAPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/571rA3_bsBs/s1600-h/HPIM1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HI EVERY ONE IM NOT SURE WHAT TO SAY.... BUT I GUESS I WILL SAY SOMTHING! HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-2549759739648050830?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2549759739648050830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=2549759739648050830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2549759739648050830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/2549759739648050830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-hannahs-doing.html' title='how hannahs doing'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982840425765527776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qSNj1-lI1XI/Tx4BFA_8I3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/akSqgE0E4AU/s220/hannaha%2Bcamera%2Bpics%2B207.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SJaJDhDU1eI/AAAAAAAAAGg/48IYtnNHf1w/s72-c/HPIM1276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-8620517284486848741</id><published>2008-07-26T15:38:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:58:38.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our visit to Sea World and California</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzMCtwaRI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ep4yYK5xU98/s1600-h/HPIM1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzATkydGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qd-8iJnS4jU/s1600-h/HPIM1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuo70UGveI/AAAAAAAAACs/TTptaqiF20c/s1600-h/HPIM1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227457538102312418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuo70UGveI/AAAAAAAAACs/TTptaqiF20c/s320/HPIM1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week, July 19th, Mom, Chris, Lizzy and Hannah had the opportunity to go to Sea World together (Austin Larsen and Bill Hoffman came too). We had lots of fun, but sure were tired of walking by the end of the day. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzMCtwaRI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ep4yYK5xU98/s1600-h/HPIM1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227468811962181906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzMCtwaRI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ep4yYK5xU98/s200/HPIM1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzATkydGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qd-8iJnS4jU/s1600-h/HPIM1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227468610329539682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuzATkydGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qd-8iJnS4jU/s200/HPIM1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuoIbCdenI/AAAAAAAAACc/HvvDcwKbQzw/s1600-h/HPIM1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIun5iUbz1I/AAAAAAAAACU/HjCJ728SNzE/s1600-h/HPIM1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227456399400488786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIun5iUbz1I/AAAAAAAAACU/HjCJ728SNzE/s320/HPIM1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIunidYogYI/AAAAAAAAACM/HI_MqacsTXE/s1600-h/HPIM1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227456002938929538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIunidYogYI/AAAAAAAAACM/HI_MqacsTXE/s320/HPIM1589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah enjoyed the whale show the best and Lizzie wants to become a dolphin trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIurLhIHMdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v5DYU5rhKyk/s1600-h/HPIM1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227460006852899282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIurLhIHMdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v5DYU5rhKyk/s320/HPIM1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIunCN40mpI/AAAAAAAAACE/-qbKV_lnigI/s1600-h/HPIM1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227455449023158930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIunCN40mpI/AAAAAAAAACE/-qbKV_lnigI/s320/HPIM1582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuk5Lti4pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m0vFngL8wec/s1600-h/HPIM1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453094796911250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuk5Lti4pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m0vFngL8wec/s320/HPIM1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had fun playing on the ropes and bouncing on upright trampolines. Mom even tried it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227445994572691202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIueb5ULNwI/AAAAAAAAABc/56HbYJ-HITM/s320/HPIM1574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIueRE2yXoI/AAAAAAAAABU/q4eHiXOTJ0g/s1600-h/HPIM1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227445808692092546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIueRE2yXoI/AAAAAAAAABU/q4eHiXOTJ0g/s320/HPIM1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIud-cy12WI/AAAAAAAAABM/GBUL2177mzE/s1600-h/HPIM1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227445488700479842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIud-cy12WI/AAAAAAAAABM/GBUL2177mzE/s320/HPIM1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started the day out by going straight to the rides. This worked out really well because we just walked on in the morning. By the afternoon we had to wait in line a little and then by evening the line was 45 min. long. Hannah wanted to ride one more time before we left the park but that was just too long for mom to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-8620517284486848741?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8620517284486848741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=8620517284486848741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8620517284486848741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/8620517284486848741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-visit-to-sea-world-and-california.html' title='Our visit to Sea World and California'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6OMqYDsMtJE/SIuo70UGveI/AAAAAAAAACs/TTptaqiF20c/s72-c/HPIM1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2829044457830950321.post-4999710346545328621</id><published>2008-03-30T16:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:20:46.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This is a test to see what I am doing.  As you all know I have been trying to do a family news letter each quarter just to keep everyone in touch.  It became too big of a file to keep emailing out so I thouhgt that I would try my hand at blogging. We will see.  Hope you all will read and post and keep in touch as the family grows and moves away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2829044457830950321-4999710346545328621?l=thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4999710346545328621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2829044457830950321&amp;postID=4999710346545328621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4999710346545328621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2829044457830950321/posts/default/4999710346545328621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyfuture.blogspot.com/2008/03/moms-thoughts.html' title='Mom&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Delayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810785813623994602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
